Author has written 19 stories for W.I.T.C.H., Winx Club, Black Cat, Heroes, How to Train Your Dragon, Rise of the Guardians, Next Avengers: Heroes of Tomorrow, Pokémon, Charmed, Terminator: Sarah Connor Chronicles, and Avengers.
hi my name Michaela or Micky either one
I'm 27 years
I'm a girl with two good parents plus a brother who moved to Cape Town now and a wonderful God.
this is my updated profile
I'm from south Africa in Cape Town
i go to church on Saturdays and i have pets !!!
i like hanging with my friends.
my favorite music basically anything that has a good beat.
my favorite drink is coffee
my favorite movie is the dust factory, the hunted hour, Avengers, Thor, Iron man, Captain American and others!
oh and i am a good friend to hear from you.
plus i like writing stories it's my favorite thing to do.
I'm not one for love stories but some how, i manage to write one that seems to attract many and to my surprise it makes me what to write more; so if you have not read my love story i suggest you do, cause it is one you wouldn't like to miss. by the way my favorite shows are,heroes,charmed others! thanx to everyone for your Reviews ;) but other than that I'm someone who finds something pretty funny and sometime somethings sound just plain lame!
Lately, … I’ve been going back to remembering what it was like to hold your hand.
… I’ve been going to remembering what it was like when it only felt like the two of us in a crowded room of people.
… I’ve been wondering if I really ever stood a chance.
… I’ve been thinking ‘What If’ way too much.
… I’ve been too harsh upon myself.
… I’ve been wondering if anything you said was the truth.
But, … Lately, I’ve been wondering if you enjoyed being in the middle of it all.
… If you liked the fact people were fighting over you, no matter what the cost was.
… No matter that I was the one who ended up hurt.
.. & You didn’t even have the decency to tell me. Or warn me. But you just sat there. AND. WATCHED. IT. HAPPEN.
I’ve given it a lot of thought. Too much in fact, that I kept myself up at night. I’ve lost my appetite. Lost my will; my pride. Thinking in time, it’ll change. Thinking if I waited, things would get better; that things would go back to the way they were & how I felt would be rekindled.
What I’ll end up doing, or thinking, I don't know. I’m taking each day at a time. Forcing myself not to think of you. Or what could’ve been. Or what I imagined. Forcing myself to not let this get to me. To drive me mad. Insane, even. But either way, your name echoes in my head, nagging me. & you don’t even care. & out all of that, that’s what I feared the most.